Villain: I will become stronger if I accept female apprentices

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As Wang Qinghan Yuyin poured out, everyone below woke up from the quiet environment all of a sudden, regained their senses, and felt like they had just woken up from a big dream.

Immediately afterwards, a dozen servants walked out from the side, and began to neatly put away everyone's papers one by one.

In the end, everything was handed over to Wang Qinghan.

The competition was over, but the scene was still quiet, because it was not completely over yet, and the chief examiner, Wang Qinghan, was still waiting for the approval to select the outstanding candidates and the leader of this competition.

Wang Qinghan looked at the stack of papers on the table in front of him, and her beautiful eyes also showed anticipation.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from below.

"Miss Wang, can you read everyone's poems?"

Everyone was slightly startled when they heard the words, and when they turned their heads to look, they saw that the voice came from the area of ​​ordinary people.

I saw an ordinary-looking man with a scholarly air on his face. He was dressed in white, and compared to other ordinary people, he looked more scholarly.

In fact, this person is also somewhat famous, and he is the focus of this literati competition.

He has participated in the literati big pen several times, and he has also received invitations from the Wang family.

But he wanted to win the leader, so he declined like this, and then came to participate one after another.

Just because the leader's reward is too tempting.

It is a panacea that can help mortals reborn.

A panacea that can make a mortal body capable of cultivation is extremely rare.

Even a big family can't come up with a few.

It is very precious. In addition, the leader can also enter the royal family and obtain the position of a guest literati.

It can be said to climb directly on the branch and become a phoenix.

The whole person can change their appearance, transforming from an ordinary person into a respectable figure, and except for the leader, the rewards for other ranks will be much worse, in comparison.

With a confident smile on his face and a faint smile on the corner of his lips, this person said this sentence.

While speaking, he glanced at Ye Fan who was sitting not far away, and a flash of hostility flashed in his eyes.

That's right, the reason why he wanted to make Wang Qinghan read all the poems written by everyone this time was because he wanted Ye Fan to make a fool of himself.

Not because of anything else, but because he has such a thought in his heart, he rejects Ye Fan.

From the outside Ye Fan did what he wanted to do but didn't dare to do, to the fact that he wished Ye Fan would die, but Ye Fan didn't seem to have it, and he suspected that he had gained some very powerful power.

When it came time to officially start the literati's big pen, Ye Fan was about to make a fool of himself, but in the end he pretended to be angry and turned the world upside down, stealing the limelight.

All these things made him feel uncomfortable, especially unhappy, especially wanting to compete with Ye Fan.

So much so that he said this sentence.

He has already made sufficient preparations for this literati competition. In addition, he does have the talent of a literati, and this time he has written a poem that he is satisfied with. He feels that he has the chance to win.

You must slap Ye Fan in the face severely to make him look ugly, so as to relieve the inexplicable unhappiness and depression in your heart.

Seeing a trickster who suddenly ran out, the prodigal son couldn't help being slightly speechless.

The degree of affirmation in my heart for this Ye Fans protagonist template has deepened 111111.

Everyone was slightly surprised when they heard this person's words, but at the same time, it can be seen that many people actually have some recognition for him.

After all, if he can win the leader this time, he will be a guest scholar of the Wang family. In terms of status, he can even be on an equal footing with the rich children present here.

When Wang Qinghan heard the words, he didn't look at the person who said the words, but instead cast a glance at the prodigal son.

There was a different meaning in the beautiful eyes when they turned lightly.

According to the usual words, it is naturally impossible to read everyone's poems.

Steward Wang, who was standing not far away, frowned slightly, and was about to speak out to reprimand the person who said this, but Wang Qinghan spoke first, making him stop at the edge of his mouth.

"What do you think? Should you read all your poems so that you can appreciate them? Let's appreciate each other?"

Wang Qinghan said in a clear voice, saying so, everyone was slightly startled again, unexpectedly Wang Qinghan would actually consider reading out everyone's poems.

Could it be that this person really has such great energy?

Miss Lian Wang, or the Wang family attaches great importance to him?So much so that even in the literati big pen, can the rules of the literati competition be changed because of him?

For a while, everyone had their own thoughts and made up their own minds, and even made up their minds that the person who made this opinion was very popular with the Wang family.

Even this person himself suddenly felt that he was going to fly into the sky, his back straightened, and his face showed joy.

Repeatedly, Wang Qinghan really considered reading the poems because of him.

However, it is not. ..

Wang Qinghan just wanted to embarrass the prodigal son, and make him pay a slight embarrassment price for not taking this scholar's big pen seriously.

After all, the prodigal son did not have time to make a pot of tea, so he started writing directly, as if he was here to have fun.

The other rich kids who came to have fun, even if they were having fun, at least pretended to be very serious, but the prodigal son was fine, and it was time for a pot of tea.

Wang Qinghan already disliked these rich kids, who obviously didn't have any literary talents, and still came to participate. She even discussed with her father, but his father always declined her, telling her the interests involved.

But even so, she still felt particularly disgusted.

So much so that the hostility towards the prodigal son is very strong now, and wanting to be alone in public with the poems he casually made during a pot of tea time makes him ashamed.

The prodigal son Miao was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that Wang Qinghan actually agreed.

I thought it was because of Ye Fan, because of Ye Fan's protagonist effect, that made Wang Qinghan like this, and made the plot develop like this.

The purpose is to make Ye Fan pretend.

But I'm sorry, but this time I invited God to my upper body.

This time the person who pretended to be coercive was himself.

He can't do it, even if Ye Fan has a protagonist template, he can still write poems that are more powerful than his own.

"I agree. Let's appreciate each other's poems."

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For a while, voices of agreement came from below.

Because everyone is not a fool, they can all feel that the meaning of Wang Qinghan's words is actually to read it out.

Those who were not confident in their hearts and wanted to object also swallowed their words in their stomachs and did not say them out.

"agree."

The prodigal son Miao also opened his mouth softly, but his indifferent appearance fell into Wang Qinghan's eyes, which made Wang Qinghan even more displeased, and his brows were slightly frowning, wanting to read out this person's poems immediately, to embarrass him Let's see if he can still make this indifferent posture by then.

"Okay, since everyone wants to appreciate each other, then I will read everyone's poems."

After finishing speaking, Wang Qinghan picked up a stack of papers on the table and stroked the first sheet with his right hand.

The first one is a poem of an ordinary person.

What he did was quite satisfactory, and there was nothing amazing about it. Wang Qinghan read out the words in a correct way, and even deliberately read out the artistic conception and charm that he wanted to express in the poem, making the ordinary poems sound pleasant to the ear a lot.

In this way, Wang Qinghan kept reading, neither rush nor slow, the thorns were orderly, and the reading was very smooth and pleasant.

It is a kind of enjoyment to hear everyone's ears.

Some characteristic verses also appear frequently, but they are not enough to reach the level of stunning people.

The prodigal son listened to these self-created verses, always with a calm expression.

Sure enough, as he expected, these verses are very common, in his opinion.

Compared with those of his predecessors, it is simply far worse.

Stable.

He slightly hooked his lips into a smile, revealing a smile of winning.

This look inadvertently fell into Wang Qinghan's eyes again, making the displeasure in her eyes even worse.

The reading is a little bit unsteady.

Just like that, as I kept reading, everyone below listened intently with enjoyment, and there was not a trace of noise or noisy voices at the scene.

Seeing that the paper is more than half full, everyone is looking forward to it even more.

Looking forward to the verses of several well-known talents, as well as the verses of the most promising talent, and the verses of Ye Fan. Everyone is also looking forward to the verses that he completed at the last moment, which is deeply remembered by everyone.

There is also the prodigal son, some people remember that he finished writing in the time of a pot of tea.

There are also some expectations of what his verses will be.

Finally, after reading for a while, Wang Qinghan got the paper of the person who proposed to spit out everyone's poems.

When she saw the name first, her jade lips opened slightly and said:

"This poem is for xxxx."

"The title of the poem is:"

"Watching the moon makes aspirations."

As soon as they heard the sermon finally arrived at the most favored person, everyone immediately showed anticipation.

Mochizuki Shengzhi?

Really a good name?Just by listening to the title of the poem, you can feel the pride and ambition in the heart of the person who wrote the poem.

Everyone is looking forward to it, and the prodigal son is also looking forward to what good poems this walk-on can write.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Qinghan began to read the poem.

"Watching the moon and thinking about ambitions, I feel a lot of emotion."

"I want to pick up a pen to make the world safe, and to wipe out the injustices in the world."

"I want to fly into the clouds again, to be free and undisturbed."

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Qinghan read the paper in his hand, Wang Qinghan was slightly startled, some were amazed by the words written on it.

The same is true of everyone in the audience.

Want to pick up a pen and secure the world?Sweep away the injustices in the world?

Want to fly into the sky again?Carefree and undisturbed?

This is........

What a great ambition.

Does this mean that he wants to be a literati and at the same time want to embark on the path of cultivating immortals?

The prodigal son Miaodu who was sitting on the chair immediately understood the meaning of this man's verse.

I think this guy is really ambitious.

Listening to Wang Qinghan reciting his own poems, watching everyone amazed by his poems.

This person's heart is more expanded and more confident.

He even began to think about the scene of entering the Wang family, embarking on the road of cultivating immortals, and flying into the sky.

But the reality is very cruel. For a person who does not have the slightest talent in cultivation, even if he takes the elixir and improves the bone meridians, it is still a very difficult thing to reach the spiritual state in his lifetime.

Ye Fan, who was not far away, also felt a lot after hearing these verses, but he didn't show a discouraged expression or expression.

As if his own writing is no worse than this.

The man immediately looked at Ye Fan, and seeing that he didn't show the slightest hint of discouragement, he frowned slightly and showed a hostile look.

"Hmph! Just pretend, I want to see if you can still pretend later!"

He said in a deep voice in his heart.

After Wang Qinghan finished reading this person's poems, he also put his poems in a separate place, and everyone noticed.

There is an alternate position, the leader is an alternate.

hiss.

After everyone finished listening, they were still lingering on this amazing line.

What a great ambition.

It is really admirable.

With a mortal body, I want to fly into the sky.

that's it.

Wang Qinghan continued to read.

Later, I also encountered some new and somewhat amazing verses.

There are already nearly ten candidates for the position.

The paper is also about to bottom out.

But it has not yet reached Ye Fan and the prodigal son.

These two objects that everyone looks forward to.

Finally, after reading another mediocre paper.

Wang Qinghan picked up a new piece of paper, and said the word Ye Fan in a clear voice.

"Ye, Fan."

When reading the name, Wang Qinghan even paused for a moment.

It seems that there is something hidden in this name.

Only a few people present knew that Ye Fan's name was Ye Fan.

But everyone will also observe. After calling out the word Ye Fan, Ye Fan immediately showed a somewhat nervous and excited expression.

Everyone immediately realized that it belonged to him, and he was Ye Fan.

They all looked forward to it.

The confident guy even showed an expression of wanting to see Ye Fan make a fool of himself.

I thought I'd like to see what you can write?

Wang Qinghan also realized that this person was called Ye Fan, and showed a look of anticipation.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Qinghan began to read the poem.

"Poem Title: Lingyun Zhizhi"

Jade lips gently opened and read the title of the poem.

Wang Qinghan's beautiful eyes trembled slightly.

Is it also related to ambition?

This time, not many people linked Yue and Zhi together, only a few people.

But in fact, the word of this aspiration is very artistic.

It's easy to write stunning verse.

And the title of Ye Fan's poem is more emotional than that of that person.

It seems that his ambition can be felt from the four characters of Lingyun Zhizhi.

Everyone is expecting even more.  …

And that person's expression was slightly stagnant, and the hostility in his eyes became even more serious.